Chapter Five
Titan
I had a meeting with Sasha and Danielle this afternoon, and I already had a feeling that they were going to piss me off. I’ve been chilling, so they better not be on no bullshit. Instead of hanging out, I’ve been stalking Tink’s social media. I learned that she attended CHSU studying physical therapy. That was some good shit to be in, especially for a nigga like me and my career.
She posted a random picture of herself in her workout attire, and I commented just to fuck with her.
@TitanWR1
Lil’ fine shit ??
I knew that one comment was going to have the blogs all over my shit and hers but fuck them.
“Bubby, you ready?” I looked up and Ailani was looking down at her iPad as she spoke.
“Yeah,” I responded.
“Who’s@ItsCady2U?” Her nosy ass asked.
“None of your business and get out my shit ’fore you see some shit too grown for your eyes,” I joked.
“You’re a nasty ass nigga like your daddy,” she claimed.
“Nigga, that’s your daddy too... the fuck?” I frowned.
“Yeah, but you’re nasty like him... not me.” She shrugged.
After tucking my phone, we headed out and headed toward Sasha’s office. It took me all of forty-five minutes to get there with all this fucking traffic. When we arrived, Sasha and Danielle were already seated at the table, going over something before they acknowledged me.
“Well, hello to y’all ill-mannered muthafuckas too,” I spat as I took a seat.
“Hey, Lani,” they spoke to my sister.
“So, fuck me, huh?” I leaned forward and stared at them. I could already tell this was about to be some bullshit.
“Titan, we need to work on cleaning up your image,” Sasha started. “From the random women, the court cases, and now a rivalry with your own teammate, we have a few people wanting to pull out of their deals because they think it will be bad for business on their end,” she finished.
I sat back in my chair and let her words sink in. It was really some bullshit that they wanted me to change who I was. I wasn’t doing shit to hurt anybody. I minded my own fucking business, but they didn’t know how to mind theirs.
“So, you’re telling me these muthafuckas are trying to tell me how to live my fucking life? Like I’m some kind of fucking showdog for them to prance around and do some fucking tricks?” I snapped.
“That’s not what this is, Titan,” Sasha added.
“Then what the fuck is it, Sash? I go out on that field every fucking week and bust my ass for these muthafuckas and they think they can tell me how to live my life?” My voice elevated because I was beyond pissed.
“They just want you to—”
“—To what?”
“To tone it down a bit,” Danielle added.
I waved her off. “Fuck outta here. They want to control a nigga and I’m not that nigga.”
“Titan, just listen,” Sasha started again. “Danielle came up with a plan that could work... just hear her out.”
I looked between Sasha and Danielle and didn’t say shit. I was already over whatever the fuck they were plotting.
“Bubby, just hear them out,” Ailani voiced. I forgot she was even in here.
